(Ab mummy ye kis cream ki baat kar rahi thi ye to woh hi jaane.)Me – Pakka na mummy jyada to garam nahi laga na? Warna main cream la ke laga deta hu...andar aake.Mummy – (tension mein par chudai continue rakhte huye) Nahi beta, tumhe aane ki zaroorat nahi hai.“Yaha Sourav ke paas hi hai main laga rahi huuu, matlab laga lungi. Bohut achaa hai ye cream. Tum andaar maatt aao. Tumhe tuition mein deri ho aaa rahaa hai tum jaao.Me – Acha thik hai. Main fir chalta hu mummy.Sourav bhaiya, niche mummy ko. On the short walk to her old house I asked her age, and she told me that she was three months shy of sixteen. After she showed me which bed had been hers, I set a bright electric lantern to light that area. She helped me off with my boots and shirt. Then it was time for her to undress. She was reluctant."If I have to tie you down, it will be on the bed in the square. And I can still gather an audience." This started her moving, but she still blushed deeply. By the time she was naked, the blush. He then pushed down her back with his strong hand and entered again from behind, making Ana jump a little over the intrusion… She groaned and moaned loud, keeping that black cock tight to her. I saw traces of her own juices coming out from my wife pussy with Edmond’s big cock all in. After pumping at least another ten minutes, the black man arched back his muscled body and grunted loud, announcing he was filling my sweet wife’s cunt with his semen. But he had no time to recover… As soon as he. Mr. Richard smiled. Her life at that point was as screwed as one can get. But still he wanted to possess her. “Do you like me?” asked Mr. Richard suddenly. Arpita looked at him in surprise. He was rich, influential, and who would not want to like someone like that. She nodded her head slowly. Not because he was rich or influential, but because he was the only one who could fix her life at that point. And even Mr. Richard realised that.“Good” he remarked calmly. “Even I like you, and would want.